Chapter 787: Medical Academic Genius Chapter 784: My Good Brothers

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Fang Ziye didn't sleep very happily, because someone disturbed his 'life-saving nap'; picking up his mobile phone that kept vibrating even after he hung up twice, and not seeing a remark, he chose to answer.

"Who are you?" Fang Ziye lay sprawled on the bed, his tone displeased, his gaze unfocused...

"Professor Fang, hey, you finally answered the phone. This is Hua Xia Hospital... The main reason I'm calling this time is to apologize to you, Professor Fang." The other side transmitted a polite self-introduction.

"Holy crap..." Fang Ziye directly cursed a sentence.

"Don't you fucking look at the time when making a phone call? Today is the weekend, it's a non-workday. I fucking haven't slept from Saturday morning until noon today."

"I hung up on you twice and you still call? What the fuck are you apologizing for?"

"I don't accept! Hung up."

"Fuck." Fang Ziye's cursing sounded especially unpleasant; finishing speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

His losing his temper wasn't just for simple venting, but to truly get a good rest.

He had only slept for no more than four hours before being woken up; it would be strange if Fang Ziye's temper was good.

Even if the other party had some proper business, Fang Ziye wouldn't be this angry.

After putting down the phone, Fang Ziye directly changed position and fell asleep again.

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Hua Xia Hospital, Development Division.

A middle-aged man put down the phone that was connected on speakerphone, his gaze instinctively first looking hatefully at the young woman opposite, then closing his eyes and taking several deep breaths fiercely.

Only then did he open them: "Heard it now, right?"

"Now you know you've caused trouble, right? Ah? I fucking told you, don't disturb others during non-work hours."

"Because you don't know what the other person is doing. During work hours on a workday, even if disturbed, the other party wouldn't have such big emotions!"

"What about your 'what if'?"

"Liu Xi, forget it, you go!"

Liu Xi, opposite the middle-aged man, had a panic-stricken and uneasy expression, her face deathly pale: "Division Chief Wang, I didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to salvage..."

"I also didn't know Professor Fang hadn't rested for so long."

The middle-aged man directly slapped the table hard: "I told you ah! ~ Can't you understand human speech?"

"You go to the Personnel Department and go through the procedures now. However much compensation is required, follow regulations. I'm not serving you and your weird temper anymore."

"Even if Huang Zong blames it down, at worst I'll leave with you."

"Liu Xi, have you never had self-awareness? You feel that some things you did before could all be solved well, so everything can be solved like this?"

"Can Huang Zong allow bottom for everything for you?"

"Naive!"

"Get out!" The middle-aged man called Division Chief Wang angrily pointed at the door.

The young woman's face grew even more panic-stricken and uneasy. She didn't stay any longer, but instead ran out the door to find a "savior".

This hospital is a joint-venture private hospital. Because of yesterday's matter, the Major Shareholder is already angry!

Because she, Liu Xi, offended Fang Ziye, they want to thoroughly clean Liu Xi out. Huang Zong's suggestion to Liu Xi was to let Liu Xi think of a way to salvage it; otherwise, he also couldn't protect Liu Xi.

Liu Xi then came here and quarreled with Division Chief Wang, acting smart on her own. She said Fang Ziye wouldn't answer her call, and might even get angry just hearing her voice, but wouldn't get angry at others.

Let Division Chief Wang make a call. It couldn't be that he does nothing at all, right...

After Liu Xi left, Wang Donghuai immediately called to report this matter upward. After explaining the origin and details of the matter, the other side gave a fierce scolding head-on: "Wang Donghuai, Liu Xi has no brain. Do you not have one either?"

"What are you calling at this hour? Touching what bad luck?"

A private hospital is company-operated. The company's system is 'business' in nature. It only wants results, not particular about the specific process.

If Wang Donghuai completed the task, then everyone is happy. If not completed, but instead made things deteriorate further, then Wang Donghuai naturally has to bear responsibility.

"ICU Director, but our Han City's Hua Xia Hospital is the one Huang Zong is responsible for ah. He's a shareholder. His instruction cannot be disobeyed ah."

"This kind of work contacting teaching hospital professors is just a routine task in the hospital. I also can't possibly report upward by jumping levels anytime! ~" Wang Donghuai suppressed the fire in his heart.

"Huang Zong is a director. He's just a wage worker! How could he possibly influence Huang Zong's decision, jumping levels to report."

"If I did that, even if this matter was properly resolved, I'd also have to pack up my bedding and get lost!" Wang Donghuai's voice was stern.

"Then can you solve the problem now and strive to get this Professor Fang into our hospital?" The other side didn't ask about these dog-shit messy things.

Wang Donghuai said: "Sorry, ICU Director. My capability is limited. Given the current situation, I feel the probability is very small."

"Professor Fang is different from many other professors. He has no interest in consultation fees for external consultations. He seems to have other economic sources."

"If he's not interested in money, him coming to our hospital for consultation is not as good as going to other teaching hospitals or prefecture-level city hospitals for consultation."

"Based on current data analysis, our hospital is also the same as other hospitals — unable to strive for Professor Fang! ~"

"This actually isn't Liu Xi's problem either. Although Liu Xi's way of handling the problem is wrong, even with the correct way, it's the same result."

"Just that Professor Fang might not generate disgust because of it."

Wang Donghuai analyzed objectively.

Liu Xi put a chain on Fang Ziye in the hospital, planning to force Fang Ziye to submit. Is this matter wrong?

It's definitely wrong. But no matter how polite Liu Xi is, how thorough her handling, she would get the same result.

"Motherfucker, another arrogant one!"

"This group of poor ghosts in teaching hospitals, why are so many so arrogant? They don't even want white-sent money. Poor to death they still have to guard their own one mu three Minute of land..." ICU Director cursed and grumbled.

Wang Donghuai fell silent.

People have their own aspirations; Eastern Han's national conditions are different after all, and in the hearts of Eastern Han people, there is still a very large portion who possess sentiment.

Work is certainly for money, for livelihood, but if basic livelihood can be guaranteed, then stability, establishment quota, and promotion channels are greater than everything.

No matter how good a private hospital is, it cannot compare to the development space inside a teaching hospital.

As long as a doctor still has potential and room for advancement, they will only be digested internally within that circle; it is impossible for an outside private hospital to recruit them.

Even some people, even if you just invite them to occasionally come for a consultation surgery, it's impossible; you want to borrow their fame to pull strings, but there's no chance.

Hua Xia Hospital naturally hopes Fang Ziye can accept; even if he only does one surgery a month, it can thereby receive more high-quality noble patients.

People with money and power all hope to receive better service.

Hua Xia Hospital can provide a better medical experience, but it simply cannot provide the most top-tier medical service; this is one of its "shortcomings," and a relatively fatal one at that — when encountering high-difficulty disease types, it can only call in outside help.

This greatly limits Hua Xia Hospital's development, and is also the main reason why many private hospitals cannot scale up and cluster further.

……

Fang Ziye himself didn't know that his fit of temper would derive all sorts of changes; even if he knew, Fang Ziye would still lose his temper.

By the time Fang Ziye woke again, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Fang Ziye still felt his whole body slightly fatigued, but overall it was much better than before sleeping.

After Fang Ziye got up, he glanced at the group chat; because of his "leave request," Wang Xinghuan and the others had already gone home early.

Unable to do a new animal model system, they merely finished collecting data on the existing animal models and dispersed.

After all, it was also a weekend.

Fang Ziye also had no intention of calling people back to the lab again.

Luo Tingzhu sent a message two hours ago; she had already gone to the Enshi Laboratory's animal lab, and this trip was expected to take at least six-plus hours, so she wouldn't be back until early morning.

She told Fang Ziye to rest well, not to wait up for her to chat; her corresponding basic animal model for anesthesia anatomy was also at a relatively critical stage.

If it can't be finished before March, she might have to keep running to Enshi afterward.

And Luo Tingzhu herself expected that she most likely wouldn't finish before March, but she still wanted to try hard, striving to make fewer trips in the future.

Fang Ziye cleaned up some more messages.

Then he took a deep breath.

Sent a message to Jie Han: "Jie Han, did you pick up Nie Mingxian?"

"Picked up, picked up. Brother Nie and Sister Liu came together, but Sister Liu went home right after arriving in Han City."

"She has an elderly person at home; heard it's Director Qian's paternal cousin..."

Liu Guo's father was the former Surgical Administration Chief Director Qian Zhong, Professor Qian Zhong's paternal uncle; in fact, the relationship is somewhat distant from Liu Guo.

But Liu Guo still chose to go home for the funeral, while Nie Mingxian didn't follow; perhaps because the two aren't married yet, a distant great-uncle relationship isn't enough to drag the boyfriend along!

Or perhaps Nie Mingxian stayed because his research project is more critical, at least more favorable for his subsequent development; at such a critical juncture, Nie Mingxian can't afford to delay over these miscellaneous tasks.

"Where are you guys? Perfect, let's eat a meal together?" Fang Ziye said.

Jie Han sent a location: "Senior Brother, if you're coming, just take a taxi directly over; if it weren't for you just doing an emergency surgery yesterday, I would've called you over long ago."

"And Liao Ge and Brother Nie both know you're not on duty, so the alcohol is unavoidable too."

"Our team now has a few more people, oh."

Jie Han sent a photo; looking at the banquet lineup, besides Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu who was still in Enshi, the headcount hadn't decreased.

Hu Qingyuan and Song Yi, two people, filled the personnel gap.

In the future, Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo will return after all!

Fang Ziye naturally chose to take a taxi there, and once again politely declined Professor Tang Sai's invitation: "Teacher Tang, let's gather another time; I just woke up, and it's not early anymore."

"There's someone in the team who just returned from Enshi to Han City! So I won't come disturb you and your wife..."

Tang Sai's age is even older than Liu Huanglong; Fang Ziye really felt too embarrassed to call him Tang Ge, so he simply called him Teacher.

Tang Sai said: "It's fine, Ziye; the days ahead are still very long."

This weekend Tang Sai originally planned to call everyone to gather, but Fang Ziye came out of the lab and was delayed by an emergency surgery!

Tang Sai and the others' banquet continued; it's just that Fang Ziye had no chance to participate.

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"My feeling is that Fang Ziye, based on trauma surgery's foundational logic, continuously refines it, and what emerges from fusion is a whole string of reconstruction-related listings."

"For example, the earliest mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery; limb replantation is actually also limb reconstruction; based on this, what gets pushed forward is functional reconstruction."

"The core lies in the two words 'reconstruction.'"

"I've recently looked up a lot of materials; I've done a very detailed breakdown of the two words 'reconstruction'!"

"Of course, that Dog Egg Fang Ziye proposed two concepts during his time in Enshi that are also very important: one is 'breaking whole into parts,' the other is 'assembling parts into whole.'"

"So what is reconstruction? Reconstruction is to establish anew — first smash, then build up! ~"

After Fang Ziye got out of the car, he heard Nie Mingxian's serious voice; he was speaking on his home turf.

Fang Ziye heard Nie Mingxian's scolding, but didn't approach to disturb Nie Mingxian's train of thought; instead, after getting out of the car, he sidestepped a few steps and listened carefully in secret.

Streetlights bright, cold breeze blowing; Fang Ziye straightened his collar, trying to let as little cold wind pour in as possible.

Nie Mingxian didn't know Fang Ziye had arrived, so he continued: "Actually, Fang Ziye's entire theoretical system of 'breaking whole into parts' has two forces."

"One is mangled extremity; the 'breaking whole into parts' of mangled extremity is actually external force intervention, putting the limb in a mangled state; this state and the damage are disordered, unpredictable."

"But!!!! This point is very important."

"Debridement technique, in principle, is a basic technique originating from incision technique, a fundamental operation of surgery; debridement can turn disordered fragments into 'assembling parts into whole,' reorganize them, and return the limb and trauma to a relatively ordered state."

"This is the core of mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery! ~"

"So-called reconstruction is actually breaking the disordered state caused by external force, letting it return to an ordered state, then through suturing technique and variant 'suturing techniques' reorganizing it, making the patient's limb re-establish connection and recover its function!"

"Of course, trauma surgery has another extremely important basic skill; this is the foundation of mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery — that is hemostasis technique."

"Hemostasis technique saves lives!! This is the foundation of reconstruction."

"If the patient has already died, no matter how well the limb salvage surgery is done, it has no meaning, but that is not the scope we are here to discuss today."

"These three words 'reconstruction surgery' actually tell us the essential logic about it, but what I want to tell you is not reconstruction surgery, but regeneration surgery!!!"

"This sounds very fantastical, but don't be anxious yet, wait for me to slowly break it down for you." Nie Mingxian didn't know if he had listened to storytelling in Jingdu, but at this moment he performed the three words 'whetting the appetite' to perfection.

His tone was unhurried, and Liao Jia sitting next to Nie Mingxian almost picked up the bowl on the table and smashed it down!

The expressions of Jie Han, Hu Qingyuan, and the others were also not good!

Authors and screenwriters who whet the appetite should all die, this is the heartfelt voice of all audiences!

Nie Mingxian continued: "The regeneration surgery I speak of does not mean a person dying and coming back to life, but the regrowth of local tissue."

"This has a physiological basis."

"It can be said that the reason any trauma can heal lies in the tissue's own growth capability."

"For example, fracture recovery, for example, blood vessels regrowing after suture, for example, nerves recovering nerve potential after suture."

"So, my understanding is, regeneration surgery in a broader sense is a whole set of surgical techniques nurtured by relying on these inherent basic principles."

"The application of this principle has always been in our clinical practice, we just haven't broken it down and extracted it."

"If we really want to carefully retrieve the key points, then skin flap transplantation surgery, bone marrow transplantation surgery, count as branch applications of the major category of regeneration surgery."

"Also, previously during Fang Ziye's time at Enshi Yangyuan, relying on the microcirculation instrument, the proposed regeneration of tissues with extremely poor blood supply like the meniscus and rotator cuff, is actually another understanding of regeneration surgery."

"And through my own breakdown and recombination of regeneration surgery, I discovered several key points."

"The first is blood supply, blood supply is the foundation of foundations."

"The second is coaptation, coaptation is the absolute key, it is a necessity for normal tissue repair, if coaptation is not good, external scars will appear chaotic and produce nodules!"

"In clinical practice, some patients will develop raised scars postoperatively, this is poor suture technique."

"Third, there must be sufficient nutritional supply, and it must be supplied to the local area..."

"The nerve burial nutrition surgery Fang Ziye previously proposed is actually a variant application of regeneration surgery, but these are all just rough applications."

Although Nie Mingxian's tone was loud, he wasn't talking nonsense.

So, Liao Jia didn't get angry, but instead listened in: "Then you continue, does this regeneration surgery have any more extensive application forms?"

"Yes, and no!" Nie Mingxian replied.

"My god!" Liao Jia really got angry, raising his clenched fist.

"If you keep talking like this, I'm going to beat you."

Nie Mingxian said: "Then you say, how to use it?"

"Come come come, I'm all ears."

Liao Jia's face darkened, becoming quiet like a rabbit after anesthesia.

Nie Mingxian also wasn't trying to quarrel with Liao Jia, but continued: "I say yes, because clinically there is already positioning, I say no, because its basic principles are not mature enough, having ideas is useless."

"But what I've been exploring recently is, for some tissues that originally don't have rich blood supply, trying to enrich their blood supply, to see if it can promote their regeneration!"

"This point relies on the growth pattern of tumors."

"However, currently this research has no concrete progress, because the fundamental reason for tumor cell over-proliferation is not merely rich blood supply, but that they have inherently become abnormal cells."

"So they can reproduce infinitely in theory, grow wildly, rather than blood supply status making them infinitely grow."

"Just, in this process, we still discovered that the richer the blood supply of the tissue, even after nerve suture, the healing speed is faster than non-blood-supply-reconstructed tissue!"

"That is to say, blood supply reconstruction can promote local tissue regeneration capability, if in the future we encounter slow-growing tissues, we can rely on this form to promote their regeneration capability."

"Oh, Boss Fang is here, let's listen to him." While Nie Mingxian was speaking, seeing Fang Ziye had already walked over, he simply cut off his own words.

Jie Han, Hu Qingyuan, and the others all stood up to yield position to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye said: "Sit sit sit, we're all young people, why be so polite, can't be like this in the future."

Fang Ziye squeezed in to sit next to Nie Mingxian: "Brother Nie, your proposal and discovery just now are very interesting."

"You mean to say, Brother Nie you discovered, that you can re-implant some blood vessels into local tissue?"

Local tissue blood supply reconstruction is not easy.

Current blood supply reconstruction is all through vascular transposition surgery, on the original vascular pathways, transposing and connecting vessels to increase local blood supply.

It is actually providing local blood circulation volume through blood input volume.

But if you re-implant vessels, enabling local tissue to utilize more blood tissue, this breakthrough is too critical, right?

Nie Mingxian shook his head: "There is such a trend, but not completely successful yet, currently the research project has hit a bottleneck period, so my Master had me return to Han City, planning to consult you."

"We're not hiding it from you, the preoperative basic operations, we definitely have to lay a foundation first!"

Nie Mingxian, mentored by Professor Li Yongjun.

Professor Li Yongjun is a person with many ideas, from the previous microcirculation instrument improvement concept, it can be seen that Li Yongjun's academic level and theoretical level far exceed ordinary people.

Just, he previously didn't have concrete opportunities to deeply engage in such work.

Therefore, now Professor Li Yongjun bringing Nie Mingxian to have relatively new ideas in the basic field of medicine, is only natural.

Rather this is normal, this matches Professor Li Yongjun's identity, status, and cognitive level.

"The nerve burial nutrition surgery I previously discussed with Professor Liu Huanglong is actually a relatively simple and crude clinical trial project."

"It's just through the microcirculation instrument, actively increasing local blood flux, you know flux right, it's the throughput per unit time, to explore whether nerves can accelerate growth."

"But local throughput does not increase the number of local nerve blood vessels!"

"Quantity increases, flux increases geometrically."

"Mainly even I don't know if local tissue tolerates newly born vessels. If not autonomously generated by local tissue, afraid it'll perfuse it to death!"

Human cell tissues and organ tissues are actually very fragile, they not only can be starved to death, but also possibly bloated to death.

A normal person's mouth cannot fit an object thirty centimeters in diameter!

Force it in, won't it die?

A person's eating passage is just this much, can you just create a few more mouths?

Apart from the comings and goings of the esophagus, none of it is for survival — it's all for "living"!

As everyone knows, the oral cavity belongs to the digestive tract, but it does not belong to the esophagus.

"This is also a problem that needs to be slowly explored." Nie Mingxian nodded.

"I'm just mentioning it; whether it's specifically feasible or not still needs slow discussion. If this research project could be handled in three moves and five divisions, I wouldn't have brought it out to waste everyone's time."

"Everyone's here, so bring on the booze..."

"Boss, another box of beer!" Nie Mingxian shouted in a loud voice.

The serious atmosphere instantly dispersed; once everyone's expressions relaxed, smiles began to surface, and then a fierce wave of bootlicking commenced.

You must always believe that if people with sufficient IQ are still drilling into knowledge related to "human relations," their speaking ability is often not bad.

The reason some people don't know how to do human relations and flattery isn't that they can't learn it — it's that they disdain to learn it or don't want to learn it.

Human relations and worldly wisdom can also be learned!

This dinner gathering, besides being everyone's reunion, was also a welcome for Song Yi; therefore Song Yi also felt a comparatively strong sense of welcome.

You should know, Nie Mingxian and the others' "welcome ceremony" is different from ordinary people's — it's well-founded, quotes classics, and consists of "fine words" customized according to Song Yi's own personal reality!

Entering from the ears, it can exit from the urethral opening, hitting just the right spot, making you feel like you've met a kindred spirit after a long time...

Of course, Song Yi wouldn't just get lost in it; in his original master's school, there were plenty of such agile fellow disciples and uncles.

With this kind of experience, at least it let Song Yi rest assured that Fang Ziye's team wouldn't have an extremely severe exclusionary mentality.

After Nie Mingxian, Liao Jia, and a few others had praised Song Yi in a circle, Fang Ziye added a twist: "Brother Nie, Brother Liao, you two just run your mouths a bit and that's enough — don't go overboard."

"Yi Ge and I are iron brothers from the same trench; we're the real deal who'll shoulder the gun together. If you guys fight together, I'll definitely help him first!"

Hearing this, Nie Mingxian froze in shock: "Holy shit, you really raised the hoe against Teacher Duan's team?"

"Aren't you afraid Wu Xuanqi will blow out your chrysanthemum?"

The "brother from the same trench" that Fang Ziye spoke of definitely represented that Song Yi entered the team with the identity of Jie Han and the others.

Unlike Nie Mingxian still following Professor Li Yongjun, and Liao Jia's identity still being inside the sanatorium, it was slightly different.

Fang Ziye's gaze flickered, a smile-yet-not-smile: "With my master here, not afraid."

It was also after a long time that Fang Ziye learned that the reason Wu Xuanqi had always been especially "polite" to him was actually not because of Fang Ziye, but because of Fang Ziye's other person of gratitude, Deng Yong.

Put it this way: however much Nie Mingxian currently dreads Wu Xuanqi, that's how much Duan Hong's generation fears Deng Yong.

In front of Deng Yong, Wu Xuanqi is just a "little brother among little brothers"!

How would he dare to make a fuss?

Speaking of playing tricks, Deng Yong, relying on his own age and experience, could probably play Wu Xuanqi to ruin!

Professor Li Yongjun was also Deng Yong's turtle in a jar — it's just that Deng Yong himself was sometimes too flirty; otherwise he wouldn't have slipped up last year.

A group of people were laughing when Fang Ziye's phone rang.

Fang Ziye's mood was also good; seeing the incoming call was Yuan Weihong, he said: "My master's calling, I'll take it."

Everyone smiled and held back the words they were about to say.

Jie Han, meanwhile, looked toward the direction Fang Ziye was in.

Fang Ziye merely brought the phone to his ear; the next second his face changed drastically, voice surprised and uneasy: "Really? Master?"

"It's real!"

"Professor Duan Hong is also here; he's already personally admitted it — Teacher Deng, in our Trauma Surgery's debridement technique basic skills, has already completed ascension one step ahead of Teacher Duan."

"But we can't directly confirm it, so that's why I'm calling you."

"You must come back right now, immediately — at Zhongnan Hospital's Orthopedics Department Premium Training Room! ~"

"Don't drive after drinking!" Yuan Weihong instructed in a soft voice.

"Okay, I'm coming right away! ~" Fang Ziye quickly hung up the phone.

Then he hurriedly looked at everyone: "My teacher has something very urgent to find me, I have to go; you all continue."

Jie Han immediately stood up: "Senior Brother, shall we go together?"

Fang Ziye shook his head, gesturing to press down Jie Han's shoulder: "Not a bad thing, it's a good thing — Teacher Deng Yong wants me to go bear witness for him."

"Ah?" The expressions of Jie Han, Nie Mingxian, Liao Jia, and the others were all exceptionally strange!

Because they're all one team.

In everyone's impression, Deng Yong is a "shameless" hanger-on who only knows how to play tricks — where would he understand any real professional expertise?

In everyone's view, Deng Yong's current reputation was all climbed up by licking Professor Duan Hong; it was Professor Duan Hong's unreserved teaching that gave him today's achievements.

Even the good friendship between Deng Yong and Duan Hong was Deng Yong unilaterally pestering, pestering until it came out!

Not only can women not withstand pestering; between men, the entanglement is even harder to fend off!

No one believed Professor Deng Yong could truly break through from professional technique, and no one felt Professor Deng Yong could break through in the research field — most likely, in everyone's thinking, Deng Yong would just be like this for life!

But the current fact defied everyone's expectations.

"I have to go; I might not be back for a while, you all keep chatting."

"Next time I'll definitely make it up." Fang Ziye said while quickly hailing a cab.

Soon, Fang Ziye's figure disappeared from the barbecue stall.

Nie Mingxian, Liao Jia, Hu Qingyuan, Song Yi, and a few others all turned their heads to look at Jie Han.

Because Jie Han is currently the only one among everyone still staying at Zhongnan Hospital, so if anyone wants to understand Deng Yong, it has to be Jie Han.

Jie Han naturally understood everyone's meaning, hurriedly shook his head: "Teacher Deng is currently in Hand Surgery, hasn't returned to our Trauma Surgery; I also don't know what Teacher Deng has been doing recently! ~"

"Don't look at me; my thinking is the same as yours."

Prejudice is a great mountain.

But the reason prejudice becomes a great mountain is because the inherent "prejudice" has already proven too many people subjected to prejudice to be consistently so — only an extremely few people can break convention!

Rather than everyone being able to break convention; otherwise there wouldn't be the word "prejudice," and this person wouldn't carry others' prejudice.

Everyone fell silent once again.

A predictable fact was that the Orthopedics Department of Zhongnan Hospital was truly taking off constantly.

Not only because Fang Ziye was there!

Evening, eleven twenty AM.

Fang Ziye glanced at today's time, February 9th, Sunday.

Weather, cloudy turning sunny! 2-8 degrees Celsius!

When Fang Ziye entered the building where the Clinical Skills Training Center was located, most people were hurrying out, their faces full of fatigue, clearly having just finished several hours or half a day, even a whole day of practice, and setting off on their return journey.

Only Fang Ziye had just arrived.

Moreover, Fang Ziye's steps were hurried, his face full of excitement.

Pressing the elevator, entering the elevator, after exiting the elevator, Fang Ziye was running at full speed.

After entering the Premium Training Room of Orthopedic Traumatology, the inside was surrounded by the old professors of Orthopedics, and there were also two outside guests.

One was Professor Duan Hong of Tongji Hospital, and the other was Professor Duan Hong's teacher, Old Professor Zou Liberation.

Deng Yong was surrounded in the middle, honestly repeating the debridement operation, his eyes blood red, head bowed, while operating, crystal tears slid from his wrinkled eye corners.

The tears did not wet the pig trotter rice, but wet the pig trotter he was debriding.

Even when Old Professor Li Guohua and others saw Fang Ziye, saying Fang Ziye, you're here, he had no reaction at all, still rigid and proper, silently keeping his head down, only his hands trembling slightly, showing his inner fluctuation and unease... (Chapter End)